The seasonYou sat there on the bed. You felt like no one wanted you. No one needed you. No one could see your pain, you hid it pretty well most days. Today, though, was really hard. You couldn't concentrate, or even want to concentrate. You knew that it was going to arrive sooner or later, so you tried to prepare yourself mentally everyday. You slowly started to feel it set in. At first you fight it, but soon it took over. Your seasonal depression. Hunting, researching, even living was harder than it was meant to be. And it had taken it's toll on you. You got up later, worked less, ate less, and definitely talked less. You covered it with a smile, though. For your brothers. Well, adopted brothers, kind of.The season1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sam, Dean, Castiel, and Kevin. Your weird, dysfunctional family. You loved each and everyone of them, but they didn't know about your condition. Every year, well, almost every year, you would go into this funk. This impossibly heavy darkness. Before you met them, you were just a homeless
You brought this on yourselfSam’s Point of ViewYou brought this on yourself1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
I look up from my laptop as I hear the door slam. (Y/n) was home from school, and it looks like something is up. She stomps over to her bed, throws her bag onto the bed and paces through the room. I can practically see the anger radiating off of her. I hear her mumbling things like "I should have just killed him, right there. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I hope he does it again, I hope he gives me a reason." Then she laughed a laugh that would send shivers up the spine of any monster near her. As it is I am having a hard time not exercising her. She continues this for a few minutes before I muster up the courage to cautiously ask: "What's up?" She was hardly ever like this. The last time this happened, we had to leave the town because she was throwing knives at some Jehovah's Witnesses. At this point Dean walks in with the groceries that he went to get.
"What's up?? WHAT'S UP?? There is this stupid, arrogant, pig headed, sexist, idiotic, ACCIDENT who happens to
No Idea - DeanxReaderxCastiel - PrologueCastiel P.O.VNo Idea - DeanxReaderxCastiel - Prologue1 year ago in Romance More Like This
I feel like something is wrong with me. I'm not ill - at least I don't think I am - but my stomach feels strange and my chest is tightening everytime I see her.
Even if it's just a glimpse I can't help but feel - flustered is it?
And the illness grows worse everytime I see her around one of the Winchester. Especially when she hugs one of them. I just want to hold her close to me and never let her go.
It's strange especially for someone like me.
I want to protect her, keep her safe from any harm and make sure she's always okay. I want to see her smile, hear her laugh, hear her voice.
Is this what love feels like?
I don't think I've ever experienced this emotion before. It's strange and is becoming awfully unpleasant, but I like it.
I like the feeling of being in love even if I'm not one hundred percent sure that the other party loves me back. It's a nice feeling and I personally don't want it to go away.
It won't go away no matter how hard I try to force it
Love me some pie (Deanxreader)It had been a long day of hunting with the Winchesters again, and you had finally convinced them to take a break, because, let's face it, you were all half asleep anyway.Love me some pie (Deanxreader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You clumsily stumbled into the motel room you were sharing with Dean and Sam, ready to jump onto the first bed, but halted when you opened the door.
There where only two beds.
"______, get outta the way." mumbled Dean, as he tried to push past you into the room, but soon stopped as well when he realised the situation they were in.
You soon came to your senses and walked into the room, claiming the bed nearest to the door as your own.
"Looks like You and Sammy are gonna have to share." You smiled to Sam as you dumped your bag down.
"But ________..." Dean whined. "I had to share with him last time, and you know how that ended."
You laughed as you remembered waking up in the middle of the night to the Winchester brothers arguing about there not being enough space in the bed for the both of them.
"Tough shit, he's your br
First EncountersFirst Encounters5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As the last cups where collected and trash ready to be thrown out, the priest looked up and smiled, his dove grey eyes lighting up with mirth as he pushed his greying blonde hair out of his face as he looked at the youth who had been so generous with his time the last few years.
"Jimmy, thank you so much for your help today, running this free breakfast thing is great but the setting up and the pack up can be a real pain." the priest admitted.
"It's no problem, Father Abel-" Jimmy began.
"But do you really think that helping out an old geezer and a priest none the less, is the best way for a fourteen year old man to spend his time?"
"Yes, because I enjoy helping those who need it and serving the Lord and besides you are only 55 and that's not that old and according to others my age, you are not that bad for a priest." Jimmy remarked with a sly grin.
The priest let out a bark of la
Innocence (Dean x Reader)Waking up I see that everything is okayInnocence (Dean x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The first time in my life and now it's so great
Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed
I think about the little things that make life great
I wouldn't change a thing about it
This is the best feeling
Dean slowly opened his eyes, blinking at the ceiling of the motel room. For a moment he was surprised that his usual wake-up reflexes didn’t kick in: He didn’t reach for his knife or gun, he didn’t even feel the need to check the room for any thread. And when he turned around he found the reason for his behaviour: Your sleeping form was lying next to him, head buried deep in your pillow. With a smile he regarded you, how you were softly snoring – which of course you always denied when he confronted you with it – and how your hair was tangled all around your head. Nothing in this world could ever be as beautiful to him, as you were in that moment. He’d seen so much – bad times, good times, ugly t
Greek Myth (Lucifer X Reader)A/N: So i can't write things with out character names, so where you see _Jill_, just add you name or something. Haha Happy readingsGreek Myth (Lucifer X Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Don't be alarmed.”
I screamed and spun around. “What the hell! Who are you?”
“Damn it, I said not to scream.” The man before me was angry. But what do you expect when someone pops up in your room and you're never seen them before.
“And I asked who you were! And why the hell are you in my house!?”
He growled, his handsome features scrunched up. His hands roughly running through his hair.
“My name's Lucifer -”
“Get the hell out of my house!” I screeched and chuckled a few items at him as I made my way to his door. After throwing my pink hair brush at his face I pivot and shoot through my door, bypassing the living room and out my front door. The sun had set long ago and it was pitch black outside. With fumbling fingers I pull my phone out of my jeans pocket and pressed a few buttons whi
Not All Who Wander Are Lost"Dean, are we lost?"Not All Who Wander Are Lost5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The simplicity of the question, coupled with the edge of fear in Sam's voice, sent a pang of guilt through Dean's heart. The older boy's brow furrowed slightly and he dared a glance at his brother, who was looking up at him with a worried expression.
"No, of course not," Dean replied, a touch of anger in his tone. "Geez, don't you have any faith in me? I know exactly where we are."
Tears sprang to Sam's big green eyes, and Dean instantly regretted being harsh with him.
"B-but, it's getting dark," Sam sniffed.
Dean looked around. Indeed, the sun was casting a red tint on everything and the shadows were getting longer. There was only maybe an hour until nightfall, and the truth of the matter was that Dean honestly had no idea where they were. Of course he would never admit that to Sam. It was Dean's job to be the strong one, the leader, to watch out for his brother. There was no way he was about to admit that he'd gotten them hopelessly lost.
It had started out simpl
Sick/Hurt!Dean x Reader - (One-shot)Sick/Hurt!Dean x Reader - (One-shot)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You were currently sitting on a chair next to the bed where Dean was laying lifeless, with a lot of tubes connected to him putting and taking fluids out of him.
“This is my entire fault; I should have taken more precautions.” You tried to hold back a sob but it is no use, seeing him like this it didn’t looked normal. “I should had never allowed you to get out of bed, I am so sorry.”
It was seven in the morning and you were out of bed. You were making the last preparations for the hunt that you and boys were searching. When you hear a sneeze, you make your way to the beds were the brothers are still sleeping and you notice that Dean is trembling. You approach to him and put a hand on his forehead. “God; you are burning.”
You decide that it is better to go buy some pills and other stuff to deal with flu. But you have to wake Sam telling him were you are going.
“Sammy…” he opens his eyes slowly and mutters.
SPN: Jimmy NovakSPN: Jimmy Novak5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(The boys might be a little older than in the picture, but that's okay ^w^ sorry for any of the spelling mistakes!!! )
1988: Dean is nine. Sam now five .
"Take me with you" Dean demanded. No more did he want to be left behind while his father went out to fighting the unknown.
"Dean, we've been over this before" John's voice grew deep with annoyance and anger. Dean's head fell in retreat,
"I know but "
"No, Dean, now listen to me, and this will be the LAST time I tell you"
"Yes sir "
John placed his now roughed hand on Dean's nine year old shoulder, "You will be by my side one day. But not now, you're job is
"To protect and watch Sammy I know, I know..." Dean had heard that line all too well.
"Then don't ask me about this again" John snapped back.
"Yes sir " Dean nodded.
John didn't speak again; he merely left with a slam of the hotel room door. He hated doing this to his son, especially Dean, but he had to be hard on the kid.
CastielxReader Movie Night [Request]*/Request for sebbysmaster13\*CastielxReader Movie Night [Request]1 year ago in Romance More Like This
*~ Friday, 7:10 p.m./____'s House ~*
Tonight was movie night.
Every Friday you holed up in your living room in a pile of blankets, eating popcorn and watching movies until you feel asleep. Alone.
You set a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and put a disc in the DVD player with a grin.
You hopped back to the couch with the remote and pulled the blankets you had dragged from upstairs around you.
Pulling the bowl of popcorn to your lap, you sighed happily.
Fridays were your day off from hunting, and a movie marathon was the perfect way to start off the weekend.
You were about to play the movie when the familiar flutter of wings told you that you had acquired a movie watching partner without even asking. Great.
You bit back a groan of annoyance as a certain trench coated angel appeared in front of you.
"Hello ____." Castiel said in his usual gruff voice.
"Hi Cas." You replied, fighting to keep the irritation out of your voice.
The angel frowned a bit, seemi
Concerts And Piggy-Back Rides (Sam X Reader)Concerts And Piggy-Back Rides (Sam X Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"We're never going to make it in time!" You yelled, trying to keep up with Sam's fast pace.
"Yes we will, come on!" He replied and grasped your hand, pulling you along.
Sam had bought you tickets to go see your favorite band performing in California for the first time ever. It was located about 2 miles off of campus, right after class. Knowing traffic would suck, you and Sam decided to walk to the performance. Fresh out of class and rushing to get to the concert within 10 minutes, you realized how lucky Sam was to have such long legs.
You stumbled quite a bit, ruining the toe of your shoes. Sam was practically dragging you by now. How you wished you signed up for the cross country team.
"Sammy, I can't keep up!" You informed, ripping away from his grip and placing your hands on your knees to catch your breath.
You heard the Winchester mumble something before your looked to see him crouching down, his arms extended behind his back.
You looked at him puzzled for a minute before he spoke
No Idea - DeanxReaderxCastiel - Chapter FourteenCastiel's P.O.V.No Idea - DeanxReaderxCastiel - Chapter Fourteen1 year ago in Romance More Like This
She wouldn't let me go. She wouldn't stop checking me over like a nurse at a hospital no matter how many times I told her I was okay and all I was, was a little sore.
I couldn't help but smile at her worrying. She was like a mother when her child scraped it's knee.
She gave me my clothes back and I was finally able to change back into them and feel a little more comfortable again.
I stood in the middle of the room fiddling around my tie.
How were the able to this? They were so simple yet so confusing and complicated.
Sam and Dean were outside getting the car ready. (Y/N) strolled in and out of the room, carrying bags and anything else that was required.
I furrowed my eyes in annoyance. This tie will be the death of me.
"I'll help you Cas." She waltzed over to me with an amused smile on her face and in her (e/c) eyes. It was always a pleasure to see the smile in her eyes. They shined no matter what lightening they were under.
I let go of my tie, letting it fall limp aga
GabrielxAnchor!Reader-TricksterGabrielxAnchor!Reader-TricksterGabrielxAnchor!Reader-Trickster1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You were a singer. Singer, yeah sort of. Basically you were a hunter pretending to be a singer, just to earn a living. And you had a good voice. Well at least that's what most of people told you. That's what he had told you. You remember how it all had started.
Third Person's P.O.V.
You were in the same town for almost a few months. Mystic Falls. A town full of supernatural beings, full of cases for a hunter like you. You were currently singing at Mystic Grill, a place were not only were you able to earn a living but also spy on most of the vampires that came here. Although it was a bar for humans, no hunters, there would always be some vampires or other supernatural being around. So basically it was the perfect place for you to work at.
You were singing one of your favorite song (f/s), an acoustic version to be specific while your attention was not on it but on t
Dean X Reader: A Supernatural Christmas (One-Shot)Dean X Reader: A Supernatural Christmas (One-Shot)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You slowly walked into the motel room seeing Dean trying his best to put the Christmas tree up, you looked at Dean surprised and new, he wasn't one to celebrate Christmas, for god sake you even called him the 'Grinch' because he hated Christmas so much.
"Uh... Dean... what are you doing?" You asked walking over to the kitchen with bags of groceries, you slowly began unpacking the food from the paper made bags.
"Putting a Christmas tree up!" Dean smiled, he had finally got his Christmas tree up, he put his hands on his hips and looked very proud of himself.
To you, he looked like Batman when he had just caught a man doing crime, "So what the hell is all the batman stuff for than, and why did you want Egg Nog?" You looked at Dean letting a slight giggle out.
"It's all for the celebration babe" Dean smiled kissing your cheek, "besides I wanted all the Batman stuff for decorations" Dean smiled, "That's right Batman themed Christmas Tree" Dean did a little dance out of excitement.
The Lover - CrowleyxReaderYou walked behind Sam and Dean, carefully stepping down each stair. The staircase was pretty small and enclosed; it lead to the dungeon. Sam walked ahead through the storage room where boxes upon boxes layed neatly organized and dust filled. You watched as he pulled a shelf apart from another roughly. Dean stopped you at the entrance of the dark un-litted part of the room. Sam switched a light on revealing a man to you, chained up behind a small table. He was Crowley, as Dean has mentioned to you before, but this would be the official first meeting. You breathed out behind Dean.The Lover - CrowleyxReader1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Moose, I thought you’ve forgotten about me." His strong mixed irish accent sent your heart up the wall. Besides being covered in blood and torn fabric, he seemed handsome. You reminded yourself that HE was the King of Hell. He’d want nothing more to rip you apart. Guts and all. You dismissed your attraction towards him quickly. His brown eyes darted over towards you. "You’ve brought me a gift
Supernatural - DestinedSupernatural - Destined5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sun was just starting to dip into its usual routine of the end of the day. The trees were done turning their colors for the year and had started falling daily littering the ground with the colors of fall. A chill wind constantly blew through towns making so the winter coats were hung on the walls for easy access. Spooky decorations covered rows of houses and pumpkins with carved smiles guarded the doorways of Pontiac, Illinois.
While other kids were deciding what they were going to be wearing for Halloween in the next week and where they best candy houses were two particular small boys were getting ready to settle into the umpteenth motel that month. The dark blue '67 Impala roared down the road and scattered leaves as it flew past houses neatly stacked in a line. Dean's green eyes stared vacantly as the other children ran around on the streets and sighed, "How long are we gonna be in this stupid town anyway?" He turned and relaxed into the front seat of the car.
"A week tops, I pr
Sam x Reader: ThanksgivingSitting around the bunker on Thanksgiving was not what you were picturing doing, but it beat going out a killing a nest of very rouge vampires. Kevin was still working on the tablet, trying to continue to decipher it as you watched over him; well, kept an eye him while you read a copy of your favorite book. Your phone began to ring and you picked it up without looking at the screen.Sam x Reader: Thanksgiving1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey, (y/n), we’re on our way home,” Sam said over the receiver. You swung your legs off the table and stood up, a smile spreading over your face.
“Really? That’s great, Sammy,” you smiled, knowing he was too since he had given you the privilege of being able to call him that, “How long until you get back?”
“Dean says about eight hours so we should be back around six-ish,” he replied. As soon as he said eight hours the gears started turning in your head; eight hours, that’s plenty of time to throw together a quick dinner
CastielxReader: Hard Not To Love*****WARNING: This takes place after season 8 and Castiel is indeed Human. May include blood and totally cute and lost angel-human. So sorry if my characterization of Cas in this isn't like him! Enjoy!!!*****CastielxReader: Hard Not To Love11 months ago in Romance More Like This
His eyes were bright, brighter than you had seen them in a long time. You smiled back at him. It felt nice to see him smile after so much pain he had endured; it felt as if your angel was back. Then you watched him look away; his blue eyes were soon glazed over as Cas lost himself to his thoughts and memories.
You sighed sadly, stepping away from the kitchen window as you began cleaning left over dishes. You weren’t unhappy or hurt at all when Cas decided to sit in the garden all day and tortured himself for being human; at least that’s what you tried to convince yourself.
You remember watching the night all the angels fell from heaven; you had seen the beauty and sheer horror of it all. And you knew that the same event was what Castiel was thinking of that exact momen
Castiel x Reader - Hold Me NowCastiel X Reader - Hold Me NowCastiel x Reader - Hold Me Now1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fall asleep to dream of home
Where the waves are crashing
The only place I've known
Now the future has me
I suddenly awoke with a jolt that coursed through my veins. Followed by a small gasp, I quickly regained my composure. Sitting up from the moldy hotel bed, I recollected my thoughts on what had caused my body to wake from it's resting.
Recalling the all-too-familiar dream that's been haunting my mind for some time, my shoulders shuddered in remembrance. Heaven, Hell, Angels, Demons, fighting, blood, pain, and loss.
But worst of all was watching my brothers and sisters fall.
I see fire in the sky
See it all around me
They just kept falling.
And it was all my fault...
I said the past is dead
Merry Christmas Idjits (SupernaturalxChild!Reader)Merry Christmas Idjits (SupernaturalxChild!Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
-Child!Reader and Fluff
You survey the colorful printed boxes with great fervor. It’s killing you, honest it is, to just sit here and wait. You bounce impatiently in place, sitting on the floor with legs crossed, before you glance over to Castiel who was sitting on the living room floor beside you.
“Do you think we’ve waited long enough?”
Castiel shrugs his shoulders as he looks away from the glittering tree to look across the way at the clock hanging up on the wall.
“It’s only 8:30…”
“When did we start waiting?” you inquire as you uncross your legs to move and poke at a snowflake wrapped gift, finger itching to tear away at the smooth paper.
“Around 8:27,” Castiel replies simply as he watches you push the gifts around as if ordering them by size, clearly restraining yourself all the while.
SickJohn stirred when he heard the bathroom door close... Again. ‘Poor thing’ John thought, sliding out of bed, ‘that’s the fourth time today’. Sherlock had the flu, and a right nasty one at that. John had wondered for a moment if he should put a drip on Sherlock since the detective was often too weak to sit up and grab the water himself and John still had work. He went into Sherlock’s room to grab his mug and fill it with fresh water. Sherlock didn’t like anyone seeing him weak, not even his flatmate, so John waited until he was sure Sherlock wouldn’t mind John coming in to take care of him. Ninety seconds later, John heard the loo go and Sherlock slumping against the wall. Time to get the man and put him back in bed. John knocked on the bathroom door before sliding it open, trying to be careful not to hit Sherlock. He wordlessly handed the cup to Sherlock and sat down on the edge of the tub.Sick1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Just kill me now.” Sherlock murmured